Healing my disabled husband

Chapter 163 I don't know how to feel sorry for grandpa at all

Aimee blushed instantly at Camdyn's words, coughed lightly, and said, "Grandpa, don't say that."

Camdyn said, "I know you young people like the space that belongs to you the most. I am not a old-

fashioned person. Look at Walter and Miles. They don't come back several times throughout the year.

You and Pat want to live alone, and I don't have a problem with that."

Aimee said, "Then I will discuss it with Mr. Hayden and see what he has to say."

As far as she was concerned, she actually preferred to live in Hayden's Mansion.

For one, Camdyn was really nice to her and gave her the feeling of family that she had never

experienced before.

Secondly, she really couldn't bear to let Camdyn bear the pain of missing his grandson.

However, she would not directly make a decision on what to do. She still had to ask Patrick what he

thought and see what he wanted.

After the two returned, as soon as they entered the room, Patrick hugged Aimee and asked, "Where

did you go?"

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disappeared.

Patrick naturally knew where Aimee had gone, but he still wanted to hear what Aimee had to say.

Unexpectedly, instead of hearing Aimee's answer, she heard a cough.

Patrick notice that Camdyn had also come over.

However, he didn't let go of Aimee, but looked towards Camdyn. The expression on his face clearly

said, "Grandpa, it's not good for you to disturb us like this."

It was the first time Camdyn saw Patrick like this, but it really made him surprised.

He didn't discover it at all before that his grandson had the essence of clinging to his wife.

Camdyn glared at Patrick, and said, "You let me in first, and then you guys continue. It's hot. Is it fair to

keep your grandpa out of the door?"

Aimee finally couldn't bear it, and pushed Patrick's chest to let him let go.

She took a step back and said, "Grandpa, let's go in and I'll make you tea."

When Camdyn heard this, he immediately became happy. He took Aimee's hand and said, "Aimee, you

are still caring, unlike this little bastard who doesn't know how to care about me at all."

Aimee snickered and glanced at Patrick unconsciously.

Inexplicably, she felt a little distressed for Patrick.

When Patrick was sick, Camdyn was worried every day, and he was cautious by the sickbed, for fear

that what he said would make Patrick lose the will to live.

Now that Patrick was recovered, Camdyn relaxed a lot and dared say what he wanted to say.

Seeing Patrick being described by Camdyn like that, Aimee really thought it was too cute.

However, her gaze towards Patrick was caught by him.

Patrick could see the emotion in her eyes clearly.

Patrick's brows slightly raised, and there was a meaningful look in his eyes.

Aimee froze inexplicably, and a dangerous feeling eroded her whole body.

Turning her head away, Aimee immediately ran to the kitchen, never giving Patrick another chance to

threaten her with his eyes.

Aimee's figure disappeared. Camdyn snorted softly and said, "You bastard, how can you bully Aimee

like that?"

He could see clearly that this bastard actually threatened Aimee with his eyes.